by Miss Mars

Created on: August 08, 2008

It is so hard..
His scent lingers,
his laughter rings,
in my ears...
He moved away,
circumstance and timing,
it was off..
I wanted it,
I craved it,
His body holding mine in the night.
Every inch,
is his..
I called him today,
listened to his phone ring,
no answer..
I want to feel him,
against me,
skin to skin,
breath to breath
Why?
I wanted to talk to him.
I wanted to tell him about my day..
I miss him!
Instead of talking,
I felt a tear,
My cheeks hot,
my eyes wet..
Why?
I want him!
I want to touch him,
feel his hand,
running down my leg,
touching my hair,
hands on my hair,
both hands.
His lips on my neck,
his breath on my ear,
I feel crazy,
missing him so...

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